I never really owned Top Sea. I just wished I did.

At sixteen, I was too old for camp and too young to work a real job so I volunteered at a local stable a few miles from home. J.B.,… Continue reading →

Between Santa Fe and Taos New Mexico, the ‘high road ‘ leads to Chimayo and The Santuario de Chimayo. Outside are numerous eateries, vendors selling high priced candles, painted pots and strings of dried red chilies. Lines of people wait… Continue reading →

The summer before my parents sent me away to camp, my aunt’s maid Hazel brought Liza Pearl across the street to play. It was a busy thoroughfare but like me, Liza Pearl was only eight years old. She had tight… Continue reading →

Our screened-in porch is gone. It’s old bones lie crumpled in a red dumpster.

It was one of the reasons we moved to The Old Johnson Place. Our boys, two and three years old, needed room to grow so we… Continue reading →

Who would have guessed that IT would have meant anything other than an animate or inanimate object? Today, IT has a whole new meaning: Information Technology, the design, development, data collection and management of anything to do with… Continue reading →